LET'S [test] DRIVING

[cava]

IT'S THAT TIME AGAIN, YOU KNOW THE DRILL. Here's a few options, all stolen shamelessly from previous iterations.

> The Park. Man, what a nice day out. Why not enjoy it? I'm sure -- shit, yep, there's some echo monsters or whatever they're called.
> The Mall. Exactly what it says on the tin! Dodge the hordes of teenage mallrats or take part, whichever suits your tastes.
> Rainy Day. Agh, it's fucking awful out. And is it raining those vermilion things?? Now you've got an Echo to contend with on top of everything else. Find some shelter, quick!
> Arts and Crafts Fair. WILL THE KITSCH OVERWHELM YOU


or make up your own whatever this is basic and just for the purposes of getting a new test drive up.

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[songoftimeandtimeagain]

[...Rearranging people's brains is SUCH a bad guy power. Luke's face immediately morphs into a suspicious glare, and he leans away from Gale just a little bit.

He doesn't say anything. But he also doesn't leave. He knows he probably should. He should just bike home right now and see if what Grandpa was making for lunch. But more strongly than that he feels like he needs do something about the evil cat robot in front of him. He just has no idea what.

His fingers tighten and flex around his handlebars, and he wonders if the robot is made of stronger metal than his bike.]

[stagnantair]

[He leans against the bus stop.]

But like I said, I'm completely powerless in the rain.

[songoftimeandtimeagain]

[It's decided then. He has to put a stop to you now, before you regain the ability to MESS WITH HIS BRAINS. His expression takes a determined glint to it, but at first nothing seems to come of it. He turns his bike away, making a large circle and picking up speed. He comes around in a wide arc, at first looking as if he'll zoom right past Gavin. Then, at the last minute, he lets out a nonverbal shout and makes a sharp turn, plowing straight into Gavin.]

HYYAAA!!!

[Of course the impact sends him tumbling dramatically over the handlebars and headfirst into Gavin's chest. He's not wearing a helmet, but as evidenced by his actions, Luke's got a pretty hard head.]

[stagnantair]

[Gavin was incredibly unprepared. He was sure the kid was just riding away, had even shrugged it off and looked up at the sky--]

[When Luke dives head first into his torso.]

What--!

[His eyes flash again, more permanent this time as he tries to keep from staggering over, the impact of the bike and the small child painful, thank you very much, as well as righting Luke so he wouldn't fall or hurt himself.]

Ow--